unstephen

morrissey
you died
you became unstephen
it’s the only way
i can enjoy the smiths
for example
i, a stoic, sometimes like
to nurse a melancholic
feeling in my chest
let the tears come
a little wail
rub my eyes and head
in the bath
listening to the smiths
this, that you’re so scared of
a little misery?
feel that hollow chest
the pain in the cheeks
a noseful of snot
is it so bad?
it’s not like you’re bored
or morrissey

steve/phen is one of the sacred names in my life. so many known. at one time, all my friends were called stephen. then i had a girlfriend called stephanie for a while. all true stephens have a related tracy. in my experience.

stephen also translates: st ettiene – great band, great football team. and san esteban. the setting of my novel.